Although it seems from the results that Song Qiu did not fall behind, in fact, he knows his own family affairs, except for relying on the Sanqing Miao Ying Fu to catch Duan Jiulang off guard and reverse some of the situation, he was in a situation of being beaten from beginning to end. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The backwardness of cultivation is the main reason, but at the same time, Duan Jiulang's unknown set of nameless and wonderful swordsmanship is also one of the reasons why Song Qiu is difficult to match.

The art of war is cloudy, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, and not being defeated in a hundred battles. If he wanted to defeat Duan Jiu Lang after half a year, then Song Qiu had to study Duan Jiu Lang's swordsmanship.

Song Qiu closed his eyes and meditated.

That set of swordsmanship is like a movie replay, and the scenes reappear in front of me.

One sword, two swords, three swords, four swords, five swords.

If I am not mistaken, Duan Jiulang used a total of five swords.

But Song Qiu believed that this set of swordsmanship was definitely not only five swords.

The five sword strokes flickered back and forth, over and over again in Song Qiu's mind.

As time passed, the sword moves became faster and faster in my mind.

Song Qiu selflessly groped for the secrets of these five sword moves.

Gradually, a sword aura diffused from Song Qiu's body.

In the small room, the sword qi opened and closed vertically and horizontally, and slammed into the wall one by one, leaving a long deep hole, but in the next second, the deep mouth quickly healed automatically, as if a person would repair itself after being injured, but the speed was hundreds of times faster than a thousand times.

In Song Qiu's dark vision, some outlines faintly appeared, and Song Qiu spread his sense to the limit, and he could barely see the mountains and rocks that seemed to be some chaos.

A silver light flickered in front of him, it was a sword that Duan Jiu Lang had once used.

The silver sword light slammed heavily on the mountain rock, and the mountain stone shattered, and the long sword also shattered.

Song Qiu looked at this scene and suddenly understood under what circumstances Duan Jiulang had created such a set of swordsmanship, and his heart was full of sorrow and strength.

Sadness is the sorrow of loneliness, under the cold stars in the dark night, but no one is willing to practice swords with Duan Jiulang, how can you not be lonely and sad?

Zhuang is fearless and strong, even if no one looks at it, but also have the courage and determination to persist in moving forward, not afraid of difficulties, is the hard rock, and where can I beat the magnificent feelings in my chest?

Song Qiu opened his eyes, and there was a sword ringing in the corner.

Reaching out in the air, a cyan long sword broke away the dust on the sword's body, broke off the rust on the blade, and flew into Song Qiu's hand with a bang.

Song Qiu gently picked out a sword, the sword walked like a dragon and a tiger, the sword momentum was like a shock, and countless openings were instantly cracked on the four walls.

The sound of the "click" sword qi hitting the wall woke Song Qiu up from his fugue state.

He looked up at the cracks on the four walls slowly recovering, and smacked his tongue slightly, he admired these immortal methods.

It's just that he didn't know that these cracks that recovered quickly in his eyes were actually several times slower than the damage caused by the virtual Duan Jiulang's sword qi when he was meditating just now.

Seeing that the wall had returned to its original state and was as intact as ever, Song Qiu looked down at the cyan long sword in his hand.

The shape of this sword is simple, and the blade of the sword does not show its edge, but as long as the fingers are closer, you can feel the cold air coming from the blade, which is somewhat similar to the sword of King Goujian of Yue stored in the Jiangcheng Museum.

Song Qiu was strange in his heart, he had lived in this hut for many days, he had already rummaged inside and out, and he had never seen this sword, so when was it stored here?

Or to put it another way, where did this sword come from?

Song Qiu was puzzled.

If you can't think clearly, you have to humbly ask for advice.

Song Qiu pushed the door and walked out of the hut with a long sword.

Many immortals who were surfing the Internet turned their heads and stared at Song Qiu with strange expressions, making Song Qiu inexplicable, not knowing what was going on.

Walking to Tai Bai Xing's side, before he could speak, Tai Bai Xing, who was playing a game, actually took the initiative to glance at Song Qiu for the first time.

"You kid has such a heavy sword qi on his body. Tai Bai Xing glanced at him quickly, and was about to turn his head and continue to play the game, when his gaze fell on the sword in Song Qiu's hand, and he couldn't turn his gaze away.

"How can this sword be in your hand?" Tai Baixing slammed up from his seat.

This is the first time in Song Qiu's memory that Tai Baixing doesn't even care about the game he is playing, which shows the importance of this matter.

"This sword was placed in the corner of my room, I don't know when it was placed there, I didn't have it before, but today after I meditated, I opened my eyes and saw this sword. Song Qiu confessed one by one, "What's the matter? Could it be that this sword has a great origin?"

"It's not just that it has a great origin, this sword is the True Martial Emperor's True Martial Heavenly Sword, how could it appear here?" Tai Bai Xing said with wide eyes.

"Oh my God, this sword has such a background?" Song Qiu picked up the long sword and looked at it repeatedly, he couldn't imagine that this sword had such a big origin.

Seeing Tai Bai Xing's anxious expression, Song Qiu also calmed down and asked, "Tai Bai Old Immortal, think about it again, what is possible for this sword to appear in my room?"

Tai Bai Xing's face was solemn, and he said slowly: "I have thought about all the reasons, but none of them are a good direction. Something has happened, something must have happened. ”

"No, I have to go and report this matter to the Jade Emperor. With that, he pulled out his chair and prepared to walk out.

"Ding Dong" sounded, and Tai Baixing's mobile phone rang at this time.

Tai Bai Xing took out his mobile phone and put it in front of him to take a look, it turned out to be a text message.

He juggled a pair of reading glasses out of his sleeve.

After taking glasses to see the sender on the mobile phone clearly, Tai Baixing let out a "huh" and said strangely: "The text message sent by Su Baixian?"

He carefully read the text message, and read word by word: "Penglai Immortal Mountain has reappeared in the mortal world, there are heavy treasures in the heavenly realm hidden in it, I can't pull away now, in order to prevent the heavy treasures from being left in the world, please send someone to pick them up quickly." ”

Tai Bai Xing frowned and said: "Why did this mountain suddenly reappear in the mortal world again? Wasn't it just to stop Penglai Immortal Mountain from appearing in the mortal world casually, so it was handed over to Wude Xingjun to take charge, why is he so disrespectful, the next time I meet him, I have to talk about it." ”

"But for now, we have to send someone to retrieve the treasure, so as not to disturb the order of cause and effect in the mortal world. Tai Bai Xing glanced at Song Qiu beside him and said, "Little Monk Dao Zhen has a lot of things on his hands recently, and he can't be busy, Song boy, I have to trouble you to go for a trip." ”